But we shall live to sing thy grace,
And tell the world thy pow'r to save.
PSALM 116. First Part. C. M.

Recovery from sickness.
I LOVE the Lord;

LOVE the Lord; he heard my cries,

And pitied ev'ry groan:
Long as I live, when troubles rise,

I'll hasten to his throne.
2 I love the Lord; he bow'd his ear,

And chas'd my griefs away :
0! let my heart no more despair,

While I have breath to pray.
3 My flesh declin'd, my spirits fell,

And I drew near the dead;
While inward pangs, and fears of hell

Perplex'd my wakeful head.
4'"My God," I cried, “ thy servant save,

“Thou ever good and just;
“Thy pow'r can reseue from the grave,
Thy pow'r is all

my

trust.
5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest,

He bade my pains remove :
Return, my soul, to God, thy rest,

For thou hast known his love.
6 My God hath sav'd my soul from death,

And dried my falling tears :
Now to his praise I'll spend my breath,
And my remaining years. ·
PSALM 116. Second Part. C.M.

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Public thanks for private deliverance.
1 VHAT shall I render to my God,

For all his kindness shown?
My feet shall visit thine abode,

My songs address thy throne,

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2 Among the saints that fill thine house

My off'rings shall be paid ;
There shall my zeal perform the vows,

My soul in anguish made.
3 How much is mercy thy delight,

Thou ever blessed God !
How dear thy servants in thy sight !

How precious is their blood! 4 How happy all thy servants are !

How great thy grace to me!
My life, which thou hast made thy care,

Lord, I devote to thee.
5 Now I am thine, forever thine,

Nor shall my purpose move;
Thy hand hath loos’d my bonds of pain,

And bound me with thy love..
6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow,

And thy rich grace record;
Witness, ye saints who hear me now,
If I forsake the Lord.

PSALM 117. L. M.

Praise to God from all nations.
ROM all that dwell below the skies.

Let the Creator's praise arise :
Let the Redeemer's name be sung

Thro ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. % Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ;

Eternal truth attends thy word ;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
'Till suns shall rise and set no more.
PSALM 118. First Part. C. M,

Deliverance from a tumult.
THE

HE Lord appears my helper now,
Nor is my faith afraid ;

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Whate'er the sons of earth may do,

Since heav'n affords its aid. 2 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee,

And have my God my friend, Than trust in men of high degree,

And on their truth depend. 3 'Tis thro' the Lord my heart is strong,

In him my lips rejoice; While his salvation is my song, How cheerful is

my

voice!
4 Like angry bees, they girt me round;

When God appears, they fly:
So burning thorns with crackling sound,

Make a fierce blaze, and die.
5 Joy to the saints, and peace belongs;

The Lord protects their days:
Let Israel tune immortal songs
To his almighty grace.
PSALM 118. Second Part. - C. M.

Public praise for deliverance from death.
LORD, thou hast heard thy servant cry,

, rescu'd Now shall he live : for none can die,

If God resolve to save.
2 Thy praise more constant than before,

Shall fill his daily breath ;
Thy hand that hath chastis'd him sore,

Defends him still from death. 3 Open the gates of Zion now,

For we shall worship there;
The house where all the righteous go,

Thy mercy to declare.
4 Among th’assemblies of thy saints

Our thankful voice we raise ;

There we have told thee our complaints,
And there we speak thy praise.
PSALM 118. Third Part. C. M.

Christ the foundation of his church.
EHOLD the sure foundation Stone

Which God in Zion lays,
To build our heav'nly hopes upon,

And his eternal praise.
2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear,

How glorious is thy name !
Saints trust their whole salvation here,

Nor shall they suffer shame.
3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest,

Reject it with disdain :
Yet on this rock the church shall rest,

And envy rage in vain.
4. What tho' the gates of hell withstood;

Yet must this building rise :
'Tis thy own work, Almighty God,
And wondrous in our eyes.
PSALM 118.

Fourth Part. C. M..
The resurrection of Christ and our salvation.

, He calls the hours his own ; Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad,

And praise surround the throne.
2 To-day he rose, and left the dead;

And Satan's empire fell :
To-day the saints his triumph spread,

And all his wonders tell.
3 Hosanna to th' anointed King,

To David's holy Son :
Help us, O Lord, descend and bring

Salvation from thy throne.

i THIS is the day, the Lord hath made,

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04 Blest bé the Lord who comes to men

With messages of grace ;
Who comes in God, his Father's name,

To save our sinful race.
top 5 Hosanna in the highest strains

The church on earth can raise ;
The highest heav'ns in which he reigns,
Shall give him nobler praise.
PSALM 118. Fifth Part. S. M.

Hosanna for the Lord's day. re

is!

EE what a living Stone

The builders did refuse !
Yet God hath built his church thereon

In spite of envious Jews.
2 The scribe and angry priest

Reject thine only Son ;
Yet on this rock shall Zion rest,

As the chief Corner Stone.
3 The work, O Lord, is thine,

And wondrous in our eyes :
This day declares it all divine,

This day did Jesus rise.
4 This is the glorious day,

That our Redeemer made :
Let us rejoice, and sing and pray;

Let all the church be glad.
5 Hosanna to the King

Of David's royal blood;
Bless him, ye saints; he comes to bring

Salvation from your God.
6 We bless thy holy word,

Which all this grace displays;
And offer on thine altar, Lord,

Our sacrifice of praise